All I want for Christmas is a Baby Daddy...

Our donor called after I left a message about the lawyer. He had some feedback on the sample contracts we left him. Nothing major. We had a nice chat about pregnancy, my stupid ovulation, high risk pregnancies, my tiny fibroid, his broken truck, bed linens, his nephews, code brown stories, and my slowly increasing insanity over being a floor nurse.

Bottom line. Perfectly normal conversation, he's still on board, I didn't completely freak out on him, everything is good. Muy, muy bueno.

Friday is contract day. We have the money together. I can't convey how excited I am.

Some people get Tivo or an iPod, we're getting a baby daddy for Christmas.